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MKKT1NG IN HKAYKN. WE SHALL RECOGNIZE EACH OTHER IN THE OTHER WORLDTho Kloqiinut 1)Ikcoumc ??f I>r, TiiIiiihkc on theltecoKiilxiUlmi of Friend* ami ltelatlvOM iii lleavi-ii. Dr. Talmage preached to an enormoiiH outd<- >r gathering at Wa a, Minn., on Sunday. His subject was, "Meeting ( hir Friends in Heaven." The eminent clergyman took for his text '2 Samuel, xii, 23: "I shall go to him." His sermon was as follows: There is a very sick child in the abode of David, the king. Disease, which stalks up the dark lane of the poor and puts its smothering hand on the lip and nostril of the wan and wasted, also mounts the palace stairs and. bending over the pillow, blows into the face of a young prince the frosts of pain and death. Tears are wine to the king of U rrors. Alas! tor David the king. He can neither sleep nor eat. and lies prostrate on his faee, weeping ami wailing until tin* palaee rings with the outery of woe. What are courtly attendants, or victorious armies, or conquered provinces, under sueli circumstances? What to any parent are splendid surroundings when his child is sick? Seven days have passed on. Then in that great house two eyelids are gently closed, two little hands folded, two little feet quiet, one heart still. The servants come to hear the tidings iolliu L-iupf |uii fltfiy .(luiiiwti. maL'a.ilp their minds to tell him.and they stand at the door whispering about the matter, and David hears them and he . k?oks up and says to them, "Is the eliild dead?" "Yes, he is dead." David rouses himself up, washes himself. puts on new apparel, and sits down to food. What power hushed that tempest.' What strength was it 4i..o ,,,> 41...4 i-;,.., f hiul dethroned? Oh, it was the thought that lie would come again into the posession of that darling child. No grave digger's spade could hide liim. The wintry blasts of death could not put out the bright light. There would be a forge somewhere that with silver hammer would weld the broken links. In a city where the hoofs of the pale horse never strike the pavement he would clasp his lost treasure. He wipes away t he tears from his eyes; and clears the exclaims, "I shall go to him." Was David right or wrong? If we part 011 earth will we meet again in the next world? "Well," says some one, "that seems to be an impossibility. Heaven is so large a place, we never could tind our kindred there.' Going into some city, without having appointed a time and place for meet Lng, you might wander around foi weeks and for months, and perhaps for years, and never seog each other, and heaven is vaster than all earthlj eities together, and how are you go ing to tind your departed friend in that country? It is so vast a realm John went up on one mountain ol inspiration, and he looked oil' upoi the multitude, and he said, "Thou sands of thousands." Then he eanu upon a greater altitude of inspiratioi and looked oil' upon it again, and h< ?;.i i/r,,,, 4linnun.ilJ times ten thou or mount of inspiration, and looke* oil'again, and he said. "A hundret 1 .. ? 1 r 11 -1 <imii iwi i.i nun nun uiouMinii uiu thausands of toousand." Ami In (miiio 011 a still greater height of in spiration, ami lielookedoil'again,am exelaimeil. "A great multitiule thai no man can number." Now, 1 ask how are you going to thai your friend* in such a throng as that? Is not 11 lis idea we have been entertaining, aftei all, a falsity? Is this noetriue of fu lure recognization of friends in heav guess, a myth, a whim, or is il axranitio foundation upon which the soul pierced of all ages may build a glorious hope? Intense question! Kvery heart in this audience throbs right into it. There is in every soul here the tomb of at least one dead. Tremendous question! It makes the lip quiver, and the cheek tlusli, and the entire nature thrill: Shall we know each other there? I get letters almost every month asking mr to discuss this subject. I get a letter im !1 lwilii c/'ll/llill'v Inniil /?>? paper, asking mc to discuss this question, and I say, "Ah! that is acurious mail, and ho wants a curious question sol veil." J hit I get another letter. It in written with a trembling luuul. and on what seems to l>e a torn out leaf of a hook, and here and there is the mark of a tear: and 1 say, "Oh. that is a broken heart and it wants to he comforted. The object of this sermon is to bike tins theory out of the region of surmise and speculation into the legion of positive certainty. People say: "It would be very pleasant if that doctrine were true. I hope'it may he triu. Perhaps it is true. I wish it were true. Hut I believe that I can bring an accumulation of argument to bear upon this matter which will prove^the doctrine of future recognition as plainly as that there is any heaven at all. and that the kiss of reunion at the celestial gate will be as certain us the dying k;ss at the door of 1 he sepulchre. Now. when you are going to Iniild a ship you must, get the right kind of timher. Vou lay the keel and make the framework of ihe very hest mate uials. the keelson, stanchions, plank Wsheftr. countc r timher knee, transoms, all of solid oak. You may Iniild a ship of lighter material, Init when the cyclone comes on it will go down. Now we may have a great many beau tifill theories about the future world. built out of our own fancy, uiul they tlniy do very well as long us we have smooth suiling in the world, but when me storms of sorrow come upon us, and the hurreane of death, we will be swamped?we will be foundered. We want a theory built out of the solid oak of God's eternal word. The doctrine of future recognition is not so often positively stated in the Word of God us implied, and you know, my friends, that that is, after all, the stiongest mode of affirmation. Your friend travels in foreign lands. He comes home. He does not begin by arguing with you to prove that there are such places as London and Stockholm and Paris and Dresden and Berlin. but his conversation implies it. And so this Bible does not so positively state this theory as, all up ami down its chapters, it takes it for granted. What does my text inmlv? "I shall <ro to him. \\ hat eon solution would it bo to David to go to bis child if ho would not know him. The Bible indicates, over and over again, that the angels know each oth or: and then the Bible says that we are to be higher than the angels, and if the angels have the power of roe ognition. shall not we, who are to be higher than they in the next realm, have as good eyesight and as good capacity/ What did Christ mean, in his conversation with Mary and Martha, when he said, "Thy broth cr shall rise again?" It was as much as to say, "Don't cry. Don't weai yourself out with this? trouble. Yon will see him again. Thy brother shall rise again." The Bible describes heaven as a great homo circle Well, now, that would bo a vorj queer homo circle where the mem hers did not. know each other. Tht Bible describes death as a sleep. II we know each other before we go tc slcen. shall we know each other aftei \vc wake up? Ok, yes. Wo will know each other a great (leal bet to then than now, "for now," says tin apostle, "wo see through a glass darkly, but then faeo to face." Il will bo my purified, enthroned, am glorified body gazing on your purifi ed, enthroned, and glorified body. Now, I demand, if you believe tlu Bible, that you take this 'theory ol future recognition out of the realm oi speeulation and surmise into the re gion of positive certainty, and nc more keep saying, "I hope it is so: J have an idea it is so; I guess it is so. Be able to say, with all the eoneen trated energy of body, mind and soul, "I know it is so." There are. in addition to these Bi ble arguments, other reasons why 1 place, because the rejection of it tm lilies the entire obliteration of oui memory. Can it be possible that w< . shall forget forever those with whos< walk, look, manner we have been s< . long familiar? Will death come am with a sharp keen blade hew awa; - this faculty of memory? Abrahan . said to Dives, "Son, remember." I the excited and lost remember, wil i not the enthroned remember?. Again: I accept the doctrine o - future recognition because the world' . expectancy ailirms it. In all land i and ages this theory is received What form of religion planted it f No form of religion, for it is receive! i under all forms of religion. Tliei: 1 argue, a sentiment, a feeling, a: , must have been God implanted, am ? if God-implanted, it is rightfully in planted. Socrates writes: "\\ h 1 purchase a moctiag^VitirOilfn^tt^aA 1 Homer? If it be true that this is t 1 be the consequence of death. I coul . even be able to die often." Anion the Danes, when a master dies hi 1 servant sometimes stabs himself thn I lu may serve his master in the lutur , world. Cicero, living before Christ' < coining, said: "O glorious day whei ; I shall retire from this low and soi did scene, to associate with the di vine assemblage of departed spiritsand not only with the one I have .jus I now mentioned, but my dear Catc . the best of sons and most faithful o . men. If I seemed to bear his dcatl | with fortitude, it was by no mean i that I did not most sensibly feel tli 1 loss i had sustained. It wasbccausi 1 was supported by t he consoling re ; llection that we could not long l>< , separated." The Norwegian believei [ it. The Indian believes it. Tin (Jreenlander believes it. The Swiss . believes it. The Turk believes it. Un der every sky, by every river, in ever; i zone, the theory is adopted; and so say a principle universally implantei must be Cod implanted, and hence i right belief. The argument is irro sistible. Again: L adopt this theory be cause there are features of moral temperament mui tenturcs of tin soul tlnit will distinguish us forever How do wo know ouch other in this world? Js it inert ly l>.v the color o the eye, or the length of the hivir. 01 the fiicinl proportions? Oh, no. Ii is hy the disposition us well us In naturul ullinity, usingtheword in tin very lu st sein.e and not in the hut sense, and if in the dust our body should perish and lie there forever and there should he no resurrection still the soul has enough features ant the disposition has enough feature* to make us distinguishable. I ear understand how in sickness a luai will become so delirious that he will notkuow hisown friends hut will we la blasted with sueli insulVerable idiocy that, standing beside our friends foi all eternity, we will never guess win they are' There is nmother before the thron< of (tod Von say her jov is full. I'll? You say there can he no nug mentation of it. Cannot there be! Her son was u wanderer ami a vagu bond on the earth when that good mother died. He broke her old heart. She died leaving liini in the wildern *ss of sin She is before the f throne of God now. Years pass and t ( that son repents t?f his crimes and I gives his heart to God and becomes r a useful Christian, and dies and en- o ters the gates of heaven. You tell p nu> flint flint inntlifir'u inv nniirnt lio < augmented. Let them confront each other, the son and the mother. "Oh," she says to the angels of God, "rejoice with me! The dead is alive again, and the lost is found. Hallelujah! I never expected to see this lost one come back." The Bible says nations are to be horn in a day. When China conies to God will it not know . J T. A heel? When India comes will it not k:i w l)r. John Scudder? When the In diaus come to God will they not know David Brainerd? I see a soul entering heaven at last with covered face at t.ne idea that it has done so little for Christ, and feel ing borne down with unworthiness, and it says to itself, "I have no right to be here." A voice from a throne says, "Oh, you forget that Sunday school class you invited to Christ! I was one of them. ' AjuI another voice says, "You forget that poor man to whom you gave a loaf of bread, and told of the heavenly bread. 1 was that man. And another says, "You forget that sick one to whom you gave medicine for the 1 body and the soul. I was that one." j And then Christ, from a throne over- j i topping all the rest, will say, "Inns t ' much as ye did it to one of the least I i of these, you did it to me." And I ' then the seraphs will take tneir harps ^ from the side of the throne aiul cry, t ''What song shall it be?" And Christ j ' bending over the harpers, sha# say, 1 "It Shall be tho Harvest Homo!" ^ t > tare reeogniU^^Pfhn^so many in 1 " their last hour on earth have conlinn- 1 I ed this theory. I speak not of per- ] ' sons who have been delirious in their i last moments ami knew not what j ' they were about, but of persons who i ^ died in calmness and placidity, and ( I who were not naturally superstitious. ] often the glories of heaven have struck the dying pillow, and the tie- < parting man has said he saw and < hoard those who had gone away from . him. How often it is in the dying . moments parents see their departed > children and children see their de- < parted parents! I came down to the < banks of the Mohawk river. It was , evening and I wanted to go over the i river, and so I waved my hat and shouted, and after awhile I saw some i ono waving on the opposite bank, j and I heard him shout, and the boat transported. And so l! suppose it will be in the evening of oar life. We will come down to the river of death and give a signal to our friends on the other shore, and they will give a signal back to us, and the boat comes, and our departed kimlred are the oarsmen, the fires of the setting day tinging the tops of the paddles. 1 Oh, have you never sat by such a deathbed ? In that hour you hear f the departing soul cry, "Hark! look! H Yon hearkened and 3'ou looked. A H little child pining away because of the i- death of its mother, getting weaker * and weaker every day, was taken into I the room where hung the picture of 'i her mother. She seemed to enjoy n looking at it. and then she was taken I, away, and after awhile died. In the d last moment that wan and wasted lit 1 tie one lifted her hands, while her o face lighted-ihf?*with the glory of the o V?vt ?J<1 ami out, ''ilother!' II 1 ou tell me Btio cno noX ?ee nor " mother! She did. So in my first d settlement at Belleville a plain man S said to me, "What do you think I s heard last night f I was in the room I where one of my neighbors was dying. 0 He was a good man, and he said he s heard the angels of God singing be 11 fore the throne. I haven't much poetry about me. but I listened and l_ 1 heard them too.' Said J, 'I have no doubt of it." Why, we are to betaken * up to heaven at last by ministering spirits. Who are they to be ( souls ' that went up from Madras, or Antioch, ^ or Jerusalem Oh, no: our glorified s kindred are going to troop around us. e Heaven is not a stately, formal L' place, as I sometimes hear it described, a very frigidity of splendor, where D people stand on cold formalities and H go round about with heavy crowns of 0 gold 011 their heads. No, that is not * my idea of heaven. My idea of heaven in more like this: You are seated in ? the evening title by the fireplace, your 1 whole family there, or nearly all of ' them there. While you are seated 1 talking and enjoying the evening hour there is a knock at the door and the door opens, and there conies in a brother that has been long absent. Ill 1 1 i ? , iit- ii;ia oceii unseiu lor years, you have not seen him. ami no sooner do . you make up your miiul that it is ? certainly he. than you leap up, and f the question is who shall give him the r first embrace. That is my idea of t heaven?a great home circle where ; they are waiting for us. Oh, will you not know your mother's voice there ' 1 She who always called you by your lirst name long after others had given ' you the formal "mister !" You were ? never anything but James, or John, I or George, or Thomas, or Mary, or < Florence to her. Will you not know I quiet step, who^ and lli?gjmp?elf into your lap, a very . showorof^mrt 11 and beauty f Why, the picture is graven in your soul. It > cannot wear out. If that little one should stand on the other side of some heavenly hill and call to you, i you would hear her voice above the burst of heaven's great orchestra. ' Know it You could not help but , i know if I I Now I bring you this glorious eon < solution of future recognition. If you 1 could get this theory into your heart < it would lift a great man)* shadows 1 hat are str etching across it. When was u hul 1 used to go 01* lo the ailroad truck ami put my etr ilowu >11 the truck, and I could hca^thecx tress train rumbling miles avty, ami oiniu^ 011: and today, my fricids, il re only had faith enough. w< could tut our ear down to the gravi of oui lead, and listen and hear iu the dis ance the rumbling on of the chariot* >f resurrection victory. 0 heaven tweet heaven! You do not sprl Leaven as you used to spef it. Yoi ised to spell it heaven, heaven Jut now when you want to mcll thai voi d you place side by side tie facet tf the loved ones who are gou\ am a that, irridiation of .light and love ,nd beaut y and joy you spell it out at tever before, in songs ifnd haUehijahs , Oil, ye whose Ucie.'NHrUiliwn un. lex- The RouTTT t tve* < V)Vv,.? it the thought of this reuiion! Oh low much you will have tctell then vheii once you im ct tlem! llov uuch vou have been thr?iugh sino "ou saw them last! On tie shininj liore you will talk it all Dver. 1 h< mart aches. flic loudness. ih , 11 imiIi'sxs ni.rlo Tin' weiiiimr unti oil hiul no more power to weep, In ause the heart was withered aiu tried up. Story of vacant chair, am anpty cradle, and little shoe onl lalf worn out, never to he worn aguii ust the shape ol' the foot that one iressed it. And dreams when yo bought that the departed had com nick again, and the room scenic jriglit with their faces, and yo started up to greet them, and in th ftort the dream broke andyoufoun rourself standing amid room in th uidnight?alone. Talking it all ovc uid then, hand in hand, walking u in *fac light. No sorrov lyo ' death. ()li, hcavei jea'utiful heaven! Heaven where 01 friends are. Heaven where we e: peet to be. Oh, how different it is 011 cart from the way it is in heaven when Christian dies! W e say "Close h eyes." In heaven they sny, "Gi\ liiin a paliu." O11 earth we say, "L< him down in the ground." In Ilea 011 they say, ''liaise him 011a throne O11 earth it is, "Farewell, farewell In heaven it is, 'Welcome, welcome And so I see a Christian soul comii down to the river of death, and 1 steps into the river, and the wab comes to the ankle. He says, "Hoi Jesus, is this deatht" "No," sa; Christ, "this is not death." And 1 1 1 *11 1 1 .... '. 1.1I wanes sun ueeper uown 11110 uie \\ tors until the llood comes to the km niul lie says, "Lord Jesus, tell 111 tell mo. is this death?" And Cliri he wades still I'urfKerHT'y.'^Amtw tl wave comes to tho girdle and tl soul says, "Lord Jesus, is this death "No," says Christ, "this is not." Av deeper in wades the soul till the hi low strikes the lip. and the departii one erics, "Lord Jesus, is this death "No," says Christ, "this is not." Bi when Christ has lifted that soul on throne of glory, and the pomp ni joy of heaven came surging to i feet, then Christ says: "This, t transported soul! This is death!" A WILD *DEI'likkoiikori* on mi Kx|?i-ohs IInvo it Solution ?An Kiifjlnooi- l.ookrdln iiMail l ii iiiiin'rt ArniK -A 1'lirllllnj; Story of n II* Itroiiiltli fCni'tipo from IH'Mli. Janksvu.i.e, Wisu Jvlj 10.?Tl passengers 011 tho CJiiieagoand Nort hail a wild ride, ye terday while a struggle for life ai death was going 011 lMween the lii man and engineer. 01 the lloor the locomotive cab lay Engine Steve llobotting, powerless in tl grasp of a maniac. The insane ma his face blackened by coal dust, h clothing stripped from his body, the life and death stniggle,hrandis ed a wrench, which he had elutehi from the engineer's tool box. 13o his arms were in the grasp of the d ^pairing man beneath him, hut tl liion on Hit' ilc|K)t plait foi'iu at t'l mini, ono of the towns through \vlii< thi' train passed, could see that 1 had nearly freed himself, and tin in another moment, unless some he should come, the murderous Mow the wretch would fall. The maniac was f ireman C. . Hastings. Near Watertown he in stepped from the eal> to the tend to cool otr. He did not return, an Engineer Holetting reached bat from his scat, pulled aside the ca curtain, and looked out. As the cu tain moved asido Hastings boundc in from the tender and clutched tl engineer about the neck, and thro him headlong to the swaying fo< board. There the two struggled i the train dashed on at n full rate < speed. The engine left without fresh fin was slowly losing steam, bat rushe on at a rate that could mean nothin less than a fearful tragedy at the tin switch. As the train swent oust Clvnm without stopping the passengers an train crew realized that soincthin was wrong. and a party hurried fo ward. Writhing and strugglin among the blocks of coal on the tei der. they saw the engineer and hi nuuiiac assailant. The latter wi Overpowered and taken to the baj ufiTge car. A moment aft? r He fan ted. Consciousness did not retui until twelve 1^^'sdmd elapsed T1 hot weather 1. jgVen as the cause t his insanity, ana there fire fears th: he cannot recover. A special to the Louisville Evei ing Times from New Albany, Ind ma. says: Tlie (iosportneconnnod; bon train on the Mwiion route coll leil with a freight train at Smitl rill, a tlag station eight miles sout ?f JHoomington at o'clock Te lives are lost. v urnnxsiriNK mfrdkr. APPARENT CLEARING UP OF THE ASSASSINATION OF BEN ROSSI Mttloltlll" Howard ? Ciinfo^lim? II l? Cotiwln tlio Alim Who l'lrod the Kiilul Sliol ? Hohm Killed for TrMKitn to lllocUodcr*. J (Greenville News.) j The mystery surrounded the kil\ ling of Ben Boss, in February, isss. bus ut lust been cleared up by the ^ confession of William L. Howard, j who was arrested last week charged with the murder and is now in jail. i Ben ltoss, the murdered man. was a :. moonshiner and was a member of ! world. It is not known whether a ; regular organization exists, but it is v known that it is next to impossible l' to convict anyone arrested for revojt line otlenses, and that a criminal can e hide from the oflieers for years in the e mountain fastnesses. The fate of a il traitor is death and this is so well >- known that not a man ilarcs to eomd munieate with a revenue otlicer. and I if once seen talking to one he is tiny der the ban of suspicion forever, i, | Every stranger entering the county o is a suspect and he had better quicku ly prove himself not a revenue ollieer o or a detective. The sherill' and otlid or county olhccrs arc received with u hospitality and the people have often o assisted Sherill* Gilreath in making d arrests for offenses against State law. e On the most serious charges the man ;r wanted has been known to cornc to p the sheriff and surrender, and if there v, were others implicated, the arrested 1! man would go out and bring them in. ir A revenue ollieer is most bitterly ha x ted, and the people consider that the making and selling of whiskey is a h privilege that the United States go\ a eminent lias 110 right to interfere is with. They resort to any desperate ,e measures to protect themselves. i't On the day when lien Koss was v- killed he had been to the city as a ." witness in a revenue trial before ." Commissioner Hawthorne. There ." were a number of people from the lg same section in the commissioner's le oftioe. Some of tliein heard lien Koss lt say that he was getting tired of the "d old ring and if things did not go bet rs tor lie intended to break it up by tel ie ling the whole thing to the revenue a- oflicers. It seems that Koss had 2e been suspected, and his' remarks in. 0.* the court room roachod his section st ahead of him. . WChiJe sitting ifi Iront ie nightTV^aaAdaMty^Wf 'a' lie shot throupli a window. Several arrests were made, but it was impossiid ble to unravel the mystery, and all il- those arrests were dismissed at the ig preliminary hearings. "Little Bill" Howard's confession nt was made freely and voluntarily a a few days ago and was written down, id He was advised not to make it, but ts said he knew what the conscquncos >h would be. Howard confesses that he was present when Koss was killed and that William M. Howard, alias "Big Bill" Howard, a lirst cousin, was the murderer. He says that "Big Bill'' spoke to him a dozen times about killing Koss and that he refused to have anything to do with ,lr it. "Big Bill" told him that if he did not go along with him he would 10 kill him (Howard.) "Big Bill" had a 1. double-barfelled shot irun and wan a_ I ted him to take a weapon, l>nt lie reu] fused. They went to Boss's house, 0. and "Big Bill" went up 011 the piazza Gf while "Little Bill" stood near by. or After the shooting the two men walk [lt, ed about a hundred yards and then ,, separated, "Big Bill" going home and "Little Bill" to the house of Mr. jn Moon. As the two men walked ], away from Boss' house "Big Bill" said to his companion that he thought I), he "got him that time." e. Deputy Marshal Fisher has been l(. working up the ease. "Big Bill ... Howard is hiding in the neighbor .jj hood of his home and could not be 1(> found by Sherill' Gilreath 011 Sunday. ^ It is said, however, lie will surren lp dpr.V Wnndrrl'iil Stone. Kinoston, Oa., July 11.?Mr. John j MeCraney, living near here, has found a most wonderful stone. While j plowing on a sandbar in the Etowah .j. river, he saw something shining l! with the most brilliant of lights just to one side of him. Ho stopped his .,1 plow and went to pick it up. It.was . a clear white stone, the size of an ^ egg. reflecting in 0110 way till the col ^ ors of the rainbow. Turning it over lK the colors took on the character of a r)f spirit level, following each other up through the centre of the rock till all i were gathered in one end. Mr. Me i Cr.'mey has bee n ottered $1,000 for it )if but refused it. lie will take it to Atlanta to have it tested. It may be a diamond. It emits a perfectly 1( white light in tin- dark. Wlint Congress Has Done. The present Congress cannot be it charged with not having done any " thing. It has done much. Much that will have to be undone, and ; much that the people will have cause [to regret. It has doomed to de\' fh {-hHi^n? neeoio-? ' plisneolvMialf a dozen ,'ars and the | wisdom of 100 years of statesman f I ship. It has done too much. The . I people should give it an eternal rest, if they are ever again ]>ermittcd to go to the polls and vote.?Cincinnati Kmpiirer. a- * " [i ?During a marriage ceremony e n- 1 ccntly in a church at Christiansourg, ,i Va.. a goat deliberately walked r. Ii 1 and interrupted the ceremony by giv h : ing the groom a grand send oil' wito n [ his head. The bride tied to the pulpit i for safety. WOMEN LAID BRUIN OUTItrMve I'lclil ?il" Two MoIun lliver Matron*? Until Ullliurtj Yanckuouo, Me., July 17.?There is still a little of the ohl time pioneer spirit to be found nnioiig the women of the present day who live in the sparsely settled regions in this see tion. It has cropped out no more plainly than in u thrilling incident at Mollis River, a provincial town, a few nights since, in which two women were the heroines. Roderick McDonald, who lives in one of the remote parts of the settlement, was absent from home, leaving his wife and sister as the sole defenders of his household, and most were busy about then' housoliold duties, were suddenly attracted U>' a bellowing ftjjymg the cattle in the hiunyara. l'noy nsionea ior u moinent and were convinced that tbo noises were 1 hose of terror among tho animals. Without the slightest hesitation the women armed themselves with the only weapons at hand, an axe and a pitchfork, and sallied forth to meet the foe, and a most formidable opponent they found. Only a few steps had been taken before they saw an enormous black bear, who stood aggressively await ing them. At either side of him lay an ox, which had fallen under his heavy blows, while the rest of the cattle were huddled closely in one corner of the yard, bellowing piteous ly in their fright. The women lost no time. - ... Mrs. McDonald, excited at the sight of tho dead animals, rushed at the bear with a pitchfork and thrust it deep into his neck. A roar of minglcdftnger and pain followed, and witha sweep of his paw lie struck tho weapon from her hands and sent it rattling on the other side of the v*?i Pll The other wonmn hud not been idle in the meantline, untl us the boar made this movement she struck at liiiu with an a\o, disabling one of his forelegs, Mrs. McDonald ran for her pitchfork, recovered it, and the two plucky women then went at bruin with hammer and tongs. Mrs. McDonald worried him wi^k the pitoliiork ic while hui- companion did deadly exo eutfon witfi the-ajcb ,.'Tho battle was short and sharp, and'tho bear was dead in a few mo ipents. Ho was very large and old TO TOffiBtWhBPt WWWWW The women had their elothos badlj torn, but beyond a few scratches am the fright, suffered no injury. HIS DYING CONFESSIONDirk IIhwm'h Rtnlrmriil About Killing III Wlfo unci Untightcr. The written confession of Diel Hawes, the notorious wife and chile murderer, will never he published ii book form, as was wxpected. The following details, which arc contained in tlio confession, clear up some ol the mysteries of the crime, and art now made public for the first time. Hawes states in the confessioi that he did not contemplate the mur tiers until Friday night before tho.\ were committed on Saturday night It. was then his wife refused to leavt the city, as she had promised to do. and the'plan of putting her out ol the way for good was quickly decided 011. Detectives have hunted in vain f?>1 the conveyance Hawes was suppose* to have used to remove her body b the lake, and his confession clears ti| that part of the mystery. His wife and children were induced to drink liquor until both were intoxicated and then, under some pretext, they were taken to the lake and mimlcrcd on the banks, and their bodies wen thrown in. They were not killed at the house, as it has always been supposed, lb says the negro woman. Fannie llryant. who was convicted as his accomplice, assisted him from beginning to end, and when flic bloody work was finish ed, they swore a terrible oath nevei to betray each other's secret. The confcsfion admits that Funny Bryant told the truth in her testi inoiiy that Hawes took little May from her house 011 Monday night May would have been murdered 011 Saturday night, but they could not induce her to drink the liquor, and another plan had to be adopted to get rid of her. In concluding the confession Hawes wrote that he fully deserved the late in store for liiiu, and he wanted no one else to die for his crime. A n?MK<'i'oiN Trick. Com'misia. S. July 11.?On Sunday night. a party of young negroes finding John ltobinson. a fifteen year <>ld hoy. asleep on a bridge near the outskirts of the city, tlicy determined to play a trick on him. A quantity of heavy paper was procured and saturated with kerosene oil. and se eurely tied around the naked legs of the sleeper. A light was then applied. The boy sprang up and the ilauies ran up his Uajs. He screamed Tor assistance, and a wliile man liv ing near by. with his hands, tore the burning paper and clothing off. The boy is very dangerously injured, and his rescuer had his hands scriousy burned. ?Two freight ears loaded with sixteen tons of powder exploded at King's Mills, ()., Tuesday afternoon, causing the explosion of thecartridge factory, which set fire to tliei rrrouml ing buildings, about ten of which were destroyed, and killing six per sons and wounding twenty men and women. DEATH FLEW FAST, SUBOEN AND AWFUL STORM ON A WISCONSIN LAKEA Htonmor Overtaken mill CnpiiliMl-Mrai, Wmiu'ii untl Childron Thrown SIruirKUiifC Into Kitting Wrtlor-Awfiil Noi'nw of tho Tempest ? ltonculnu: l'nrtlo* nt Work. Lakh City, Minn., July 1(1.?Sunday night just before dark a disastrous eyelotie bore down upon this community, and in a few minutcH nearly two hundred people were killed. What appeared to -be an ordinary electric storm was noticed coming from the west, but in half an hour rifio wind struck tho village, driving ?very one in doors. Trees woro uprooted, buildings wrecked and much damage done in the short timo tho storm lasted. In a few moments news was abroad that an excursion boat with over two hundred pooplo on it was capsized in the middle of Lake l'eppin. The boat was tho steamer "/awing," which came down from the Lake Diamond Bluff, a small place about seventeen miles north of here, on an excursion to the encampment of the First Regiment "f M,k 1Lhi,il (Iihii'iIm which isi hoitiir lu'M ft mile below the city. The steamer started back on the homeward trip about eight o'clock and although there were signs of an approaching storm it was not considered in any way serious and 110 danger was anticipated. The boat was crowded to its fullest capacity, about lf>0 men, women and children from lied Wing and Diamond Mull' being on board and about lifty people on a barge which was at tached to the side of the steamer. When about opposite Lake (!ity the boat began to feel the effects of the storm I?ut the ollicers kept on their way. The storm increased as the boat continued up the lake and in fifteen minutes was at its height. Nearing (Jon- , tral Point, about two miles abovo Lake City the steamer was at the . , mercy of the waves which were wash- ** ing over tlip boat, and all was oon- , * ^ fusion. The boat momentarily. ?&n i 011 a bar and the barge wMrtfdjMbtie . and the steamer again ftflnft into the like. ' A htftnpei' "jumped overboard and swamaqjiore., Astij*barge ' <1 ? n??.in itiln nWt/ir fliouo iiuubfvi uitu u* vi' v"w'^ on the barge saw the Bteaner us ^ it I waters were bonified to nee th* >v steanior capsized mul its cargo of 150 ^ i.. ^ people thrown into the lake. The barge remained thorc until they were drifted near shore, or ? swam ashore. There were a number of ladioH who were brought to tho . beach by strong and ready awiin mere. | Ah kooh at* (ho ttfcorm Htruok the ( boat Captain Weathoi 11 gavo instruc, ti<?"8 to run the boat mto the WisI coiiBin shore, but it was too late. [ The waves were too strong to permit tin; working of the rudder. After the barge was cut away it was carried to ( the middle of tho lake and lmuts were lowered by the crow and the , more cool headed passengers were devoted to preparations for the worst. A dozen or more secured the few life preservers that were to bet found 'r and jumped into the water, preferring ^ to take their chances. In live minutes more the waves began to wash . into the boat and till the lower decks j while hailstones sh large as lien's t eggs came down upon the heads of ( the people, while a huge wave struck the craft 011 tin; side at the same moment that a terrific blast of wind, more horribly forcible than the ' others, came up and carried the boat 1 over. All of the people on board, 150 or more, were thrown into the water, some being caught underneath and others thrown into the water. The boat turned bottom upwards, and only about twenty-live people were observed floating 011 the surface. These caught hold of the upturned bottom, those first securing a jiosition assisting others. In fifteen rninr utes more twenty-live or thirty who had obtained safety 011 the boat could . observe no others. After the crew and passengers had ! made a thorough search in tho immediate vicinity of the boat they beI gun a more extensive search. Afterward, however, as a flash of lightning lighted the surface of the lake,by tho brilliant light tin; dress of a drowning woman or child was observod, but it was impossible for those who witnessed the horrible sight to render any aid. Those remaining began to call for help from the shore. Soon the storm began to abate and in a half hour lights were observed flitting about 011 the shore near where , the steamer had been drifted beforo help could reach it. The poor creatures who remained to tell tho horrors of the night were again compelled to sutler further horrors of theelements. A hail storm burst, with 110 word of warning, and as they were just beginning to hope tlmt they would lie taken off by thecitizensof Lako City, the boat again turned over, this time on its side and all of the twenty-five passengers wevo hurled into the water and drowned beforo they could bo brought to the boat by those who succeeded in remaining afloat and holding on the ship's side. ll lt<>4|uii'CK a Head. A.: "Preaching don't require much head work." P.: "That's what I thought until I : read in a paper the other day that a ' colored preacher had conquored a stubborn mule by butting him."